To celebrate the release of his angel and demon story “Beauty and the Bastard” David Bridger is here today. You all know my weakness for angels and demons.

Play nice, now.

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Why Angels and Demons Are Hot

Thank you, Rhiannon, for inviting me here to celebrate the release of Beauty and the Bastard.

Angels and Demons is a hot sub-genre in paranormal romance right now. Here are seven reasons why my angels and demons are hot stuff!

1. Saul the Bastard is a badass fallen angel who works as a bounty hunter for powerful demon families. This is Rebecca’s first glimpse of him:

He stood with his back to her, silhouetted against the rain-spattered window and glittering Manhattan nightscape that stretched into the distance. Immobile as a statue, except for small movements of his head as he followed her uncle’s slow pacing, he dripped a circle of rainwater from the hem of his duster coat onto the crimson carpet. The only physical details Rebecca could make out were his height, with its suggestion of a lean build, and a wet mop of dark blond hair plastered to his head.

He seemed a man of few quiet words, similar to her uncle in this respect, and when he spoke his voice rang like a bronze bell in the depths of the ocean. It was a quality Rebecca felt rather than heard.

Uncle Alex opened a desk drawer and handed the stranger a plump brown envelope, which disappeared into the duster as the man turned to leave.

She stepped away from the door and to one side, intending to see without being seen. But when he walked into the reception room she couldn’t help catching her breath at the beauty of his sheer cheekbones and skin like cool marble glowing. He looked like no demon Rebecca had ever seen.

She remembered to close her mouth just before his ice-blue gaze swept across her, and then he was gone in a soft breeze of sandalwood.

2. Rebecca is a demon princess, whose father heads the family operation that pretty much runs Vegas, and whose uncle heads his family operation that pretty much runs Wall Street. She is also very good at her job as an internal fraud investigator. Here’s where Saul gets his first real look at her:

An hour later he scrambled over the uppermost edge and stood alongside the angel statue to look out over the city. Heavy rain had washed everything clean. The city, the streets, the building he had just climbed, and his statue: all clean. Everything was clean, except him.

Someone had occupied the apartment below him, the solitary and long-vacant one just fifty feet across the empty space from where he stood. The interior was unlit, but all the drapes and two windows had been opened. A suitcase sat like a volcanic island among a spill of clothing on the dining table, and in the room next to it, he saw the shape of someone in the bed.

A woman.

She was the flame-haired demon he’d seen briefly in Alex Fortune’s outer office the night before. She kicked the cover away like a restless child and rolled over. He watched her sleep for some moments, then dismissed her from his thoughts. She hadn’t seen him on the roof. Nothing had changed.

3. Saul is ruthlessly efficient and privately tortured. Demons fear him. Even the high-ranking ones who employ him treat him with cautious respect, and that suits him fine. He spends his leisure time drinking alone, communing silently with a bottle of good Irish Whiskey in the back of some dark bar or other. Sensible people know instinctively to leave him be.

4. Rebecca is a clever, determined, resourceful woman who enjoys her independence and freedom of movement. Unfortunately, because rogue demons from the Mojave Desert have marked her to be their next sacrifice and are hunting her in Vegas, she is forced to hide out in NYC and accept her Uncle Alex’s protection.

5. The last thing Saul wants to do is babysit a spoiled demon princess. And the last thing Rebecca wants is to have some monosyllabic iceman controlling her. They both resist the arrangement. But Alex Fortune has decided that Saul’s protection is Rebecca’s best bet for survival, and Alex always gets his way.

6.  Saul and Rebecca are forced to spend time together, two fiercely independent lone-riders striking sparks off each other at every turn while the dangerous hunters get closer and ever closer.

7. Despite their normally human appearance, angels and demons are supernatural beings whose true nature sometimes becomes visible under conditions of extreme distress or joy.

Imagine a lonely one glowing ever brighter, against his will, until he bursts into a dazzling golden light of yearning. Imagine the other denying herself and burning with a slow angry fire of suppressed passion. Imagine them forced together, falling in love despite themselves. Imagine how their passion will explode when they surrender to it.

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Thanks for that post, David. And those wonderful excerpts. I can’t wait to get my hands on a copy!

Learn some more about David, and about Beauty and the Bastard here – including an excerpt.

Or better yes, BUY IT HERE!

“I’d love to be abducted and ravished by some handsome brigand or pirate…”

When the women of the Ladies’ Sewing Circle share their private fantasies, some are shocked by Mrs. Prudence Enderby’s secret desire. But Prudence cannot imagine life without such exotic daydreams—especially since they arouse her husband, too!

Yet Prudence never imagined she would actually be whisked off the street by a mysterious masked man who has his wicked way with her in a carriage. Taking her back to a boudoir appointed for pleasure, he continues to bring every one of her fantasies to life. But nothing could be more surprising than when Prudence finally learns who is behind this gentlewoman’s ravishment…

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Wasteland: The Wanderer by Crystal Jordan

Love is the most dangerous experiment of all.

There is only one rule in the Wasteland: survive.

The few remaining women are as reviled as they are worshipped, a commodity any man must pay to touch. And to touch a Wanderer, he may pay with his life.

For Ezra, the risk is worth the reward. People speak his name with the same reverent terror reserved for ancient wrathful gods, but he must always be ready to fend off those who would take what’s his. And what he wants to be his is Kadira.

Kadira, adopted after she witnessed the slaughter of her devoted parents, has vowed never to love or need anyone. It seems only fitting that she, an outsider, accept Ezra’s demand in trade for the fuel technology her clan needs—but her deep, unexpected need for him is the torture she’s fought all her life to avoid. Worse, the greater her wrath, the more he seems to like it.

Ezra’s mercenary half delights at having the warrior woman in his arms. His scientist half can’t resist the urge to see what makes her react—and what makes her explode.

The real experiment: if the bond they forge is strong enough to make her want to stay.

Warning: Threesomes, foursomes, boy on boy, girl on girl, boy on boy on girl, voyeurism, exhibitionism, sex at knifepoint, anal sex, ritual orgies, and, well…it’s just a really dirty book.

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Sofia Harewood’s problem: finding a partner who can please her in the bedroom better than her disappointing first husband! She senses there should be so much more to lovemaking—and she’s determined to discover what she’s been missing.

Sofia’s mission takes her to A. Chamfleur, purveyor of “Intimate Advice to the Gentlewoman”…but the encounter is not at all what she had imagined. For A. Chamfleur turns out to be Monsieur Chamfleur—and he and his associates are more than willing to introduce Sofia to a new world of sensual delights….

First in the Ladies’ Sewing Circle Victorian series

Read an excerpt here

Published by Harlequin Spice Briefs

Available from eHarlequin, Kindle, Diesel Ebooks. From June at the Mills & Boon ebook store.

Who could resist this cover?

Coming soon from The Wild Rose Press

Spanish Heat by Milaya Marks

Eager to end her dry spell, sexually deprived Serena Ryan craves fun in the sun with an anonymous hottie. Her first overseas assignment–write a guidebook on the balmy Canary Islands–supplies the heat and the opportunity. An afternoon of steamy sex with a virile stranger takes the edge off until she discovers he is none other than hotelier Antonio Delgado. Her hopes of an uncomplicated fling go up in smoke as their passion rises, along with the Spanish Heat.

Head on over to read an excerpt.

Welcome to the New Release Monday. This month, in addition to our typical excerpt week, we’re showcasing new releases by several fabulous EM writers.  Visit the Excerpt Monday site! or click on the banner above.

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This month I’m delighted to join the girls of Excerpt Monday’s New Release Monday with my Sci-Fi erotic romance With a Touch.

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With a Touch: The Guild Chronicles, Book 1

She wrapped her arms around her chest and felt more exposed than she had when they had stripped her of her clothes and made love to her. A shiver ran over her skin and deep inside a tingling warmth responded. Inner muscles tightened and a delicious warmth flooded her. Her breath escaped in a soft moan.

“Better?” Rafael asked.

Eva narrowed her eyes. “Are you making me feel this?”

“Yes.” He stepped closer. “And no. Not deliberately in any case, though the results are wonderful to behold. I’m not playing with your mind, Eva. But I hope I cause desire in you. I know Aidan does.”

“And look how I rewarded him.” She couldn’t keep the bitterness from her voice. She didn’t bother to try.

Rafael reached for her again. She flinched but when she didn’t actually retreat, he carefully stroked her face with the back of his fingers.

“It was an accident. I warned Aidan to be careful. His play can get a little…rough? But he would never hurt you. To know that he scared you that badly, it’s eating him up inside.”

“He told you that?”

“I know,” Rafael replied solemnly. “We share everything, Aidan and I. Even when he couldn’t speak, his sense of guilt screamed his remorse to me.”

“You love him.”

“We love each other.”

There, it was said. They were a couple. Which made her a third party, an interloper, and at best a means to an end. This wasn’t about them wanting her, but about freeing her. But that was all, clearly.

Rafael bent his head and kissed her. His lips on hers made her cry out in surprise and he smothered that cry. His tongue slid into her mouth, coiling with hers and he seized her shoulders, holding her in place. Helpless before him, Eva brought her hands up to his chest, finding the rich cotton of his shirt a maddening barrier between them.

With a growl of need, Rafael propelled her back to the door, still kissing her, as if he could not bring himself to let her go. The edges of his mind trembled with need, with hunger. His shields began to buckle.

“Eva, oh God, Eva…”

Images filled her mind. Rafael with Aidan, Rafael with his golden-haired wife, Rafael here and now, with her. Naked. She tugged at his shirt, thrilling as the buttons gave way and she could brush against his skin. The wildness took on a beat now, a rhythm that could not or would not be denied. Heartbeats pounded in unison.

“They’re using you,” he murmured against her skin. “They’re still using you, controlling you, with your own thoughts, your own memories.”

Eva shuddered and tried to pull back. But she had nowhere to go. “I know what happened to me, Rafael. I remember—”

His lips trapped hers again. Catching her wrists in his hands, he pinned her against the door, trapping her with his body. With her body intimately pressed against him, her pulse went wild. Panic surged through her, panic and terror, but Rafael bore down on her, his mouth pleasuring, his body driving her beyond control.

“They can change your memories, Eva, alter what you think you know.”

No. It couldn’t be true. Couldn’t be, because if it was…well then, what in her life was her own? Nothing at all. She was nothing at all, just a shell, just a tool of the Guild.

Rafael broke the kiss, and his body pressed against hers, holding her still so he could gaze into her eyes. Her own face reflected in his black and endless eyes—pale with fear, her eyes too wide, her cheeks hollow.

“You must never think that, Eva,” he whispered, his voice harsh. “You…you are everything. So warm, so vital, so…”

Though he pinned her against the door, she forced herself forward and kissed him. For a moment he didn’t respond, but just as the fear that she’d made another terrible mistake swept through her, Rafael growled her name and returned the kiss savagely.

“You need to fight your fear,” he told her wordlessly.

“I can’t. You saw what I did to Aidan. I can’t risk hurting you.”

With his free hand, he reached beneath the gaping blouse and caressed her breast with firm, determined fingers. He wasn’t rough, not really, but nor was he gentle. He was…he was perfect. Her body began to melt inside, burning with hunger for him. And a trembling that was only half fear.

“You won’t hurt me.” He sounded so certain, so sure of himself. If only it were true. Oh God, she needed that to be true.

Rafael pinched her nipple and she cried out. Panic lanced through her and before she could stop herself, she lashed out, just as she had with Aidan.

His consciousness curled around her, a warm, safe place, a gentle caress on her panicked mind. And at the same time he tore her blouse open the rest of the way. His mouth devoured her, teeth, tongue and lips moving in a torturous harmony.

Eva almost fell when he released the grip pinning her hands above her head. But she didn’t have time. Rafael seized her thighs, lifting her, parting her, wrapping her legs around his waist.

“Show me. Show me now. What happened?”

Fear. Pain. Humiliation. She was powerless. Hurting. Doomed.

So she lashed out. Then, with Aidan, and now. Now she hit hardest of all.

Rafael recoiled. His head snapped back as if struck by a fist. His cock slid deep inside her, right up to the hilt, filling her and making her cry out his name.

Every nightmare poured out of her, into him. Rafael groaned and then thrust again. Eva tore at his shirt, baring his chest to her hands.

“Let go of it, Eva. Let go. They use your fears to hold you down. Let go.”

Her body closed around his, holding him close, clenching around his pulsing shaft. He drove into her again and she came, calling out his name and relinquishing all her terrors to him.

Rafael drank them down, his voice ringing off the ceiling and walls, breaking as he crested inside her.

Another image formed, not hers. Her fears were gone. Which left only one source.

Rafael cradled a woman with golden hair. He held her against him, even though her body hung limp from his shaking arms. Even though her blood drenched his clothes, stained his skin.

And slowly, slowly the woman’s face changed.

To become Aidan’s.

Dead eyes stared at the world, still so blue, but without the light in them, without the laughter that made them sparkle. His arms hung limp and lifeless. And Rafael wept and said his name, desperately trying to call him back to life.

With a gasp, Rafael released her. Eva slumped against him, too spent, too wrung out to speak. His body trembled against hers as they disentangled their limbs and slipped to the ground. The study filled with their beating hearts, their ragged breath, the air tense with all they had shared. And slowly it all subsided until there were two of them once more. Two people, marooned, alone.

Rafael moved, like a panther, crossing the narrow space between them until his face hung over hers. Tears dripped onto her cheeks and he bent his head, resting his forehead against hers.

“Don’t let them use your fears, Eva. Otherwise you’ll never be free.”

Links to other New Releases
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Steal Away by Amber Green

Stellar Heart by Scarlett Jameson

Flame Within by Mima

and here it is.

I’m over at Smutketeers today being grilled by the fabulous Crystal Jordan. There’s an indepth interview, and another chance to win a copy of With A Touch.

Please go and make me look popular!

With a Touch is out now. So excited to see this, my first erotic Sci-Fi novella out in the world. I hope you’re all going to check it out, read the blurb, watch the video and even get a sneak peak of the first chapter on the Samhain website.

“With a Touch” by Rhiannon Leith

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Read An Excerpt Online
Genre: Romantic SciFi-Futuristic, Red Hots!

ISBN: 978-1-60504-967-0
Length: Category
Price: 4.50
Publication Date: March 30, 2010
Cover art by Kanaxa

Kidnapped by rebels…or rescued by love?

The Guild Chronicles, Book 1

As a prized psychic, Eva’s lived her entire life inside the Guild Compound. While sex isn’t exactly forbidden, she’s rarely indulged—such encounters could swamp her sensitive gift.

A chance encounter with Aidan, a sexy Guild Security Officer, rocks her to the core when she sees herself entangled in his arms. She fights the unfamiliar surge of lust and tries to focus on the job at hand, the interrogation of the subversive Rafael. Yet she discovers that he’s no terrorist. In fact, his capture is a ploy, a way for him and Aidan to infiltrate the Guild with one goal in mind: Eva.

At first Eva fights her captors, but once outside the Guild’s sheltered walls, she realizes she is free. Free to live and love as she pleases. And her two rebels please her indeed, introducing her to erotic pleasures she never imagined. They break down the barriers imposed on her mind and body, making her question everything she’s ever known.

Even as Eva dares to dream of a future with her lovers, she fears for their lives. The Guild wants her back. And that’s not all they want…

Warning: Contains two irresistible rebels working “undercover” to win the woman of their dreams, an evil corporation, rough sex, tender sex, sex with mild bondage, sex intensified by psychic connections and an oh-so-passionate ménage à trois.

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I’ve always loved a dash of romance with my Sci-Fi, even since that classic exchange between Leia and Han in Empire.

“I love you.”

“I know.”

Eventually I always knew I’d end up writing something like it. But With A Touch goes to a far steamier place. There are elements of Gattica and Blade Runner and all those other wonders I’ve seen over the years through one of my favourite genres.

So who are your favourite Sci-Fi Lovers.

One answer (chosen at random) will win a copy of With A Touch in the ebook format of their choice.

With A Touch comes out on the 30th of March (that’s this month!!!)

So to celebrate here’s the book trailer.

I love Jennifer’s books. I can’t wait to read this one. And what a cover! Smokin’!

“The Christmas She Rules”
Control is her kink…and she’s losing it.

It’s another gloomy Christmas for Pamela Dane. Not only is it the anniversary of a dark period in her life, but all her friends had the nerve to hook up. It’s not easy for a female Domme to find a playmate. Maybe The Cage in San Francisco will be the perfect place to escape—and find a willing man to chase away the memories.

Christian Nolan is at the BDSM club for the hell of it. Yet the minute Mistress Dane takes control of him, she not only stuns him with her talent, he stuns himself with his willingness to surrender. Her offer to meet him there for another night is intriguing—and frightening.

Pamela’s session with Chris shakes her to the core, resurrecting memories she’s afraid to face. But Chris isn’t willing to let her past haunt her…even if it leaves his heart in tatters.

Warning: Hot, strong man on his knees, which will bring you to yours. Strap-on action, anal play, lots of leather and tons of tension. Alpha male who likes to do whatever the right woman tells him to do, including another woman.

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